They Don't Know About Us. (Harry Styles Fan Fiction.)

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

*** HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW. ***

It was Friday. We were getting let out early due to heavy snow. It's the first week of December and we're already being let out early? I can get used to this. But for Sadie and I, we won't be able to play in the snow right after school. This past week we've been at a therapist to get her some help. She's slowly recovering and I get so happy at the sight of her getting better. She's smiling and laughing more, I love the sight of her being happy.

Right after we get done with the therapy session, we'll be heading over to the local animal shelter. Sadie and her mom were supposed to go today to find a puppy but she got caught up at work. So, Sadie and I will be finding her a puppy. Sadie doesn't understand why when people get divorced, they usually get puppies for their children or even themselves. I think it's perfect for Sadie to be getting a puppy, it might actually help her with her condition.

We left the school. I followed Sadie home and we rode to the therapy session in my car. We had the radio up all the way and we were singing to the top of our lungs. We were both enjoying ourselves.

"I dedicate this song to you." I said, as 'Wanted' by Hunter Hayes came on the radio.

"Awe, thanks Harry!" Sadie said, smiling.

"You'd know I'd fall apart without you, I don't know how you do what you do. 'Cause everything that don't make sense about you, makes sense when I'm with you. Like everything that's green, girl I need you. But it's more than one and one makes two. Put aside the math and the logic of it, you gotta know you're wanted too. 'Cause I wanna wrap you up, wanna kiss your lips, I wanna make you feel wanted. I wanna call you mine, wanna hold your hand forever and never let you forget. Baby, I wanna make you feel wanted." I sang at the top of my lung.

"Awe, stop it!" Sadie said, she was blushing.

"Well, it's true." I said, grabbing Sadie's hand and kissing the back of it.

We pulled into the parking lot of the therapy center. We got out of the car and hurried to the front doors of the building. The snow was crazy! Little snowflakes stuck to Sadie's black fleece North Face jacket, I joked around saying that she looked like a meths user. Like, she was so addicted to it she had to stick meths to her coat to survive. She laughed at me and wiped most of it off as we entered the building.

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We left the therapy session. Today was a pretty good day for Sadie, she only cried once. I feel like these therapy sessions will help because Sadie knows she has someone to talk to. Someone who won't tell anyone else what's going on with her. It makes me happy to see Sadie smiling once we leave the building every other day. I'm happy that we're on the road of recovery, together!

*** SADIE'S POINT OF VIEW. ***

Well, each day I try. I try to get better and I happy to say it's working. The therapy sessions I go to are really helping, especially since Harry goes with me. I like it when he goes with me because I feel like I have a support system there with me. My depression still holds me back but I'm slowly breaking out of it, it's going to take a while but I know it will be gone one of these days.

The only people who know about my depression are Harry, Chandler, and Rhonda. I know, it's crazy that I don't even want my parents to know about my depression. I could honestly care less if they weren't in my life at the moment.

My mom stays home more often now. She sits on the couch and weeps over the loss of her relationship with my dad. She tries to talk to me about it but I never want to listen. If she's so upset about it then why didn't she try to save the relationship in the first place when they started having problems?